Hawk watching, an appealing exercise
I guess you could call me a raptorphile. Be it a falcon, an eagle, or a hawk, there’s just something about seeing a bird of prey that sparks a heightened alertness in me.
Part of the allure is the look. That hooked meat-tearing beak; the stern visage with piercing eyes beneath menacing eyebrows; the curved talons ending in razor sharp tips, it all completes the impression of a made-for-battle animal, one that demands respect.